It was definitely not Ye Qingyun's intention to show off.
Um!
That's it!
"Ahem, since everyone is so supportive, I have no choice but to show my shame."
Ye Qingyun smiled awkwardly.
Everyone immediately showed a look of anticipation.
In the Tang Dynasty, Ye Qingyun recited poetry better than the poet Du Wei, and this incident also spread to the Southern Wilderness.
So many people here know it.
Ye Qingyun looked at Mingyue and naturally had an idea in his mind.
"Since today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, I will use the moon as the theme."
The theme is the moon!
Everyone is looking forward to it even more.
Writing a poem titled this month is not easy.
"When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine!"
This first game immediately stunned everyone present.
"I wonder what year it is today in the palace in the sky?"
"I want to ride the wind back home, but the beautiful buildings and jade buildings are empty. It's extremely cold at high places."
These two sentences in succession shocked everyone.
The beauty and elegance of the poems is not only secondly, but mainly the artistic conception contained in them, which is worthy of everyone's deep study.
"Could it be that Mr. Ye feels that this world is too mediocre, so he wants to go back to where he should be?"
"What kind of world is that? Is it the legendary fairyland?"
"Isn't it too cold to be at a high place? Master Ye is really too lonely. A worldly expert like him is indeed a person standing at the top, and there is no one who can compare with him."
Everyone was silently guessing the meaning of the two lines of poetry.
Of course Ye Qingyun didn't know.
If he knew, he would definitely give a thumbs up and praise him for perfect reading comprehension.
"Dancing clear shadow, like in the world?"
Ye Qingyun continued to recite poems.
Although this is not a poem he wrote himself, there is no shame in reciting it at this moment.
The face is not red and the heart is not beating.
He also looked very engaged.
It's as if the emotions are already in place.
"Turn around the Zhuge Pavilion, lower the Qihu, and the light will keep you awake."
"There shouldn't be any hatred, nothing will last until we say goodbye."
Everyone was completely immersed in Ye Qingyun's poem, and every one of them looked moved.
Even the demon Buddha Bo Xun showed a completely different expression than before.
This poem seemed to bring everyone's minds to another level.
I saw a completely different world than before.
"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes."
"This is an ancient matter!"
"Nung, moon and new moon."
After Ye Qingyun finished reading, he was also filled with emotion.
It's a pity that I didn't look in the mirror, otherwise I really want to see how cool I look when reciting poetry?
Look at the crowd again.
Everyone fell into silence.
Someone sighed.
Someone is looking at the moon.
Someone wiped away tears.
Some people are also smiling bitterly.
Ye Qingyun looked confused.
Damn it!
Are you so devoted?
Chapter completed!